O stranger...........I smelt something in danger,
the childhood, this is the first lesson to remember.
talkative nature, leads me towards you,
found, a good teacher in You.
a helping hand ,to make me climb,
was the first step, which I ever searched behind.
only one option to be trust, upon you with a luck,
are the one, who kept on his promise with a stuck.
one thing , I should say to my friends,,,
should change, their own thinking trends.
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